Rush Limbaugh the pill popping junkie thinks Micheal J Fox didn't take his meds?
Clip of the oped..
Summary: Rush Limbaugh accused actor Michael J. Fox, who has been diagnosed with Parkinson's disease, of "exaggerating the effects of the disease" in a recent campaign advertisement for Missouri Democratic Senate candidate Claire McCaskill. Limbaugh added that "this is really shameless of Michael J. Fox. Either he didn't take his medication or he's acting, one of the two."
http://mediamatters.org/items/200610240001
The commerical of Micheal J Fox...this is really sad to see how far his disease has progressed.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9WB_PXjTBo
And then there is my husband's repsonse to Rush...
I guess the opiates you lied to secure have affected not only your limited remaining brain function, but also any prehensile vestiges of normal human sensitivity and powers of observation. Or maybe it's the Viagra you hoard to try and pump up that worthless pin-dick so you can tug-off all over the flag you wave to fantasies of a Jackbooted Amerika where all the "knee-grows" know their place and the country is run by pompous, fatulent, flatulent asses like yourself. You disgust me, you worthless pile of feces. How dare you poke fun at Michael J. Fox - a man who, unlike yourself, is bravely playing the hand life has dealt him as best he can. I'm not even a FAN of Fox, nor am I particularly in sync with his politics, but what you did is absolutely inexcusable.
I hope you get cancer of the ass, and die alone on a cold tile floor, after flailing around helplessly in your own excrement for two or three days. You're a punk, Limbaugh. You're a one-trick punk, a tired hack, a spewing, spouting rectum, and all that comes out of you is what one would expect from an anus.
Drop dead. I PRAY to YOUR God, your Red-State, Jew-Hating, Cunt-Hating, Fag-Hating, Fetus-Worshipping, Corporate Raider Son of a Bitch God that he kills your ass in an extremely agonizing manner. You deserve nothing less. I will sing and dance the day you die, and I will buy a round of drinks in the poorest neighborhood I can find, where we will piss on your photograph, and we will all feel safe knowing that Lucifer himself will be handling YOUR expiation.
Summary: Rush Limbaugh accused actor Michael J. Fox, who has been diagnosed with Parkinson's disease, of "exaggerating the effects of the disease" in a recent campaign advertisement for Missouri Democratic Senate candidate Claire McCaskill. Limbaugh added that "this is really shameless of Michael J. Fox. Either he didn't take his medication or he's acting, one of the two."
http://mediamatters.org/items/200610240001
The commerical of Micheal J Fox...this is really sad to see how far his disease has progressed.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=a9WB_PXjTBo
And then there is my husband's repsonse to Rush...
I guess the opiates you lied to secure have affected not only your limited remaining brain function, but also any prehensile vestiges of normal human sensitivity and powers of observation. Or maybe it's the Viagra you hoard to try and pump up that worthless pin-dick so you can tug-off all over the flag you wave to fantasies of a Jackbooted Amerika where all the "knee-grows" know their place and the country is run by pompous, fatulent, flatulent asses like yourself. You disgust me, you worthless pile of feces. How dare you poke fun at Michael J. Fox - a man who, unlike yourself, is bravely playing the hand life has dealt him as best he can. I'm not even a FAN of Fox, nor am I particularly in sync with his politics, but what you did is absolutely inexcusable.
I hope you get cancer of the ass, and die alone on a cold tile floor, after flailing around helplessly in your own excrement for two or three days. You're a punk, Limbaugh. You're a one-trick punk, a tired hack, a spewing, spouting rectum, and all that comes out of you is what one would expect from an anus.
Drop dead. I PRAY to YOUR God, your Red-State, Jew-Hating, Cunt-Hating, Fag-Hating, Fetus-Worshipping, Corporate Raider Son of a Bitch God that he kills your ass in an extremely agonizing manner. You deserve nothing less. I will sing and dance the day you die, and I will buy a round of drinks in the poorest neighborhood I can find, where we will piss on your photograph, and we will all feel safe knowing that Lucifer himself will be handling YOUR expiation.